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The Afternoon Light

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When the clocks in the lower right corner of our computers struck noon, we inhaled our sandwiches and salads in three fell bites. We gathered our notebooks and pens and hurried outside. Once inside my small Civic, we paused for a second to bask in the warmth of the afternoon sun — it was nice — which was a pleasant change of temperature, especially when compared to the chilly office consistently kept as warm as a refrigerator, lest we should all spoil and go bad before finishing our day’s work.

At Starbucks, we stood in line and mused over the menu we have both come to know so well. With our drinks in hand, now we could concentrate. We sat at a metal table outside, opened our notebooks and began. I wanted to begin with the name. And then I mentioned having an espresso machine and chairs and couches and, oh, what about a makeup artist?
Nathalie interrupted. She had questions. Good, thought provoking questions. As she asked each of her questions, they made me really stop to think about what I wanted the answers to be. When we didn’t have answers, we would write the question down in our notebooks to look into for later.
While we tossed ideas back and forth, the air around us changed, becoming infused with an electric golden light, and even the people we observed walking by us in their business casual attire, the ones who looked a bit sad some days with their sweater knits and Subway sandwiches, looked more alive, more content. As we wrapped up and made a few more notes in the clean white pages of our notebooks, I felt happy and glowy and was pleased to have someone else understand the wonderful feeling of dreaming. Today we dreamed about starting our own business: opening a women’s clothing boutique.
More details to come as they come… 😉

Last modified: January 10, 2019